Scandalous

by Ferguson, Torrian

  As we walked down the drive way I looked at Tracy’s car. Eric was right, it was hot. Hot pink custom paint job. Black leather interior. Bose speakers. This car was loaded. I took my key and ran it down the side of that perfect little Barbie car as I walked by it. Eric was walking in front of me, so he didn’t see what I was doing. We got in his car and he looked over at me.

  “What the hell are you smiling so wide

  about?” “Nothing, I’m just happy that’s all”

  On the way to campus Eric started a conversation I really didn’t feel like having.

  “So. How’s your mom

  doing?” “She’s fine I guess.”

  “Have you called her and told her you made it here okay?”

  “No. I’ll call her later this week. Now can we change the topic?” I hate talking about my mother. It always brings up very bad memories for me. I try not to call her too often. Maybe once a month. And I make sure it’s during the middle of the week when I know she’s not home. We turned onto the campus and my spirits jumped up. I couldn’t hold my tongue as we rode around.

  “Look at all these fine ass niggas! It’s like a buffet of USDA Grade A dick around here.”

  “I know girl. Since this is my last year I’m on a mission to fuck one person.”

  “Who?”

  “Thomas Clark.”

  “He’s the president of Phi Kappa Gamma. The most popular fraternity on campus. And, if you hadn’t realized it. He’s not gay.”

  “No, he’s not gay. But he is

  bi.” “How do you know?”

  “All I’m going to say is that we are from the same small town of Danville, Va. There are no secrets there.”

  Shaking my head, I turned and kept looking at the fine men walking around our beautiful campus. Over the last two years I’ve developed a reputation of a wild party girl. Some of that is true I will try anything once. I have taken my share of other women’s boyfriends at parties and had sex with them in bathrooms, outside, in the car, wherever I want to do it at. So, that makes me a wellhated woman on campus. It’s not my fault their men want this. Speaking of men wanting this, there is Craig Johnson. He’s the star linebacker for our football team. He’s dating some little skinny girl with bad hair. She thinks she’s all that, but we’ll see how she feels when I fuck her man this year.

  “Eric, let me out the car I have to holla at Craig right quick.”

  “You want me to wait on you?”

  “Nah, meet me at the library in an hour all right.”

  “An hour Michelle. Don’t have me leave your ass.”

  I pulled my skirt up a little as I got out the car. I wanted to show off these thick thighs guys go crazy over. My halter-top showed off these double D’s. I had on my calf strap heels and I know that I am going to turn heads today. I looked Craig right in his eyes as I walked up to him. The lust was in his eyes was evident. He wanted me and he wanted me bad.

  “Craig, how have you bee?. How was your summer?”

  “I’m good. Took the summer to bulk up a little. Youlook like you worked out a little.”

  His deep voice was melting my heart. I wanted to climb on top of him right where he stood. My eyes roamed up and down his body. He constantly looked around making sure his little girlfriend didn’t walk up on us talking.

  “I’m not gonna beat around the bush. You know I’ve been trying to get with you for the last two years. What’s the problem?”

  “The problem is I have a girlfriend.”

  “So, I’m not trying to be your wife, I just want to get broke off every now and then.” I’m very straight forward and to the point about things I want. He’s the typical guy. I put the pressure on him and he don’t want the reputation ofbeing scared of the pussy so I know I’ll be getting some of him real soon.

  “I tell you what. Come to my room around 11:30 tonight. My girl will be back at her place by then. We’ll get up then.”

  I gave him a sexy smile and kissed him on the cheek. He gave me his room and phone number. “11:30 tonight,” he repeated before I walked off.

  As I walked around the campus trying to kill an hour, I noticed several guys looking and staring at me. This was the perfect time for me to find my money source for the year. I walked over to the freshmen male dorm. I knew the resident advisor so I walked in to talk to him for a while. Actually I needed a reason to go inside the dorm. Freshmen boys are the horniest, most gullible things on the planet. Show them a piece of the titty and they are in love, giving you all the little money they parents are sending them. I walked into the dorm and it went silent. All the guys were standing around mouths open. The resident advisor walked out and saw me and turned and started laughing. He knew what I was doing so he let me do my thing. The resident advisor was a friend of mine. We started school here together. We’ve fucked a couple of times but we always kept it as just that. A fuck. Being the advisor of the dorm paid for his room and board and gave him a little money in his pocket.

  I looked for the guy that looked like he had the most money. All the so called big money boys tried to grab my attention. I talked to a few of them but I was looking for something else. I found my money bag sitting in front of the T.V. with his Dell Laptop computer. He wasn’t wearing a lot of jewelry or a throw back jersey. He was just an average looking guy that I could just tell parents was hooking him up.

  “Hey cutie, what’s up?” He looked up and glanced around the room to see if I was really talking to him. He was actually very cute. He was wearing a navy Tommy Hilfiger polo, a pair of khakis and some white Reebok Classics. The nigga smelled good too. He’s not the type of guy I would typically kick it with. I had a different agenda, so it didn’t matter much anyway.

  “Uh, uh nothing, how are you?” He stared at me like he was in a daze.

  “I’m good, better now that I have seen you. By the way, my name is Michelle.”

  “I’m Prentice. Prentice Ellis. It’s very nice to meet you.”

  His name even sounds like he has money. I could tell he wasn’t use to getting much play from the women. He acted very shy. This was going to be easier than I thought. “Are you a freshman?”

  “Yeah, I’m a chemical engineer major. What about you?”

  “I’m a junior, P.E major, nothing exciting. I really want to get to know you more. Would you like to walk me over to the library so we can just talk alone for a second?”

  “Sure.” He packed his computer in his bag and stood up to walk me to the door. I could see him eyeing my butt as I walked by him. I put a little more jiggle in it ’cause I knew he was watching. I waited for him while he put his computer in the trunk of a cute little black Honda Accord.

  “I can drive you to the library?”

  “No I want to walk so we can spend a little time together”

  This muthafucka is way too easy. Prentice told me he was from Columbus, Ohio. His father was a pediatric dentist and his mother was into real estate. He had one older brother that was a movie producer, and two younger sisters. He likes to play golf, read poetry, and cook. He didn’t have a girlfriend. He didn’t date much in high school. I forgot all the other stuff he told me because I really didn’t care. I just wanted to make sure he had some money. We exchanged numbers, and I told him I would give him a call sometime so we could hang out. He smiled from ear to ear. I left him standing there looking like the Cheshire Cat.

  Eric was waiting for me when I got inside. “It’s about time your hoochie ass got here.”

  “Don’t hate player. What did you get into? Did you see your boy, Thomas?”

  “Yeah, I saw him, but he was with his line brothers. Believe me, I will have my turn alone with him. I can just taste him now.”

  “We will see nigga. I don’t think you have a chance in

  hell.” “Now who’s hating?”

  “Eric let’s go, I got to go home and freshen this coochie up for tonight.”

  “Who you fucking now? I hope it’s not that fine little boy you was just talking
to.”

  “Naw nigga, that’s just how I’m going to keep my pockets full. I’m finally going to give that Craig something to talk about. So, can you be a dear and drop me off on campus tonight?”

  “Girl, you need to get your own car and leave me out of your hoe-hopping.”

  “I’ll be ready by 11:15.”

  “I’m not picking your ass up either.”

  “Don’t worry, I’ll have a ride home.”

  Tracy wasn’t home when we got there. I was glad to see her prissy ass gone. I went to my room to get out my gear for tonight. I didn’t want to get too dressed up. It was going to all end up on the floor anyway. I picked out a black sheer tank top and a pair of low cut jeans. My new black lace bra and thong set would look great under that. It was only 9:00, so I had a little time before I had to be over at Craig’s. I turned on the radio. Big Poppa by Biggie Smalls was playing. I love that song, but it made me remember that night about five years ago. Mama had lost some more money that she didn’t have.

  “Michelle, Big Willie needs to come back and talk to you.” Big Willie came in my room; I already knew what the deal was so I got down on my knees. I had been paying my mother’s debts for about two years at that point. Big Willie told me to get up. He wanted something different tonight. He wanted to fuck my ass. I told that nigga he was crazy. All I could think about was the pain that would cause. He begged and pleaded for me to give it to him. He finally told me he would give mefifty dollars if I let him stick it in. Money. That was a different story. My mother taught me to do damn near anything for money.

  I took his money and slipped my pants off. He grabbed my Vaseline off my dresser and coated his dick with it. They sure as hell didn’t call him Big Willie because of his dick size. It couldn’t have been any wider than my thumb. I tried to relax as he bent me over and started to push through my virgin hole. I guess since he was so small it didn’t hurt as bad as I anticipated. He pumped about a good three times then yelled like he was having a baby. Next thing I knew nut was running down my butt cheeks. He pulled his pants up and walked out. Damn, that was the quickest and easiest fifty dollars I ever made. That night I learned two things. One, I was starting to like the benefits of sex and two, how easy men part with their money.

  Eric dropped me off at Miller Hall. That was the athlete’s dorm. It was made coed last year. I walked in, and of course the niggas was

  staring like dogs in heat. I walked up the stairs to room 262 and knocked on the door. Craig answered wearing nothing but some gym shorts. I was about to jump on his ass right there, but I noticed his teammate Jason sitting on the bed. Craig let me in and closed the door behind me. “I hope you don’t mind the company?” Craig knew I was coming over to fuck, so I guess he told his boy to come get some too. “No, I don’t mind. I can handle both of you.” I didn’t care if I had to do the whole football team, as

  long as I got a piece of Craig. “Anyway, the more the merrier.” I walked over to the door and hit the light switch. I almost jumped out my skin, when the room came to life with little stickers they had put all over the wall that glowed, when Craig’s silly butt turned a black light on. I guess they thought that was sexy or something but it didn’t matter to me. I was there to get mine. Both guys sat on the bed as I turned on the radio to 98.6, the slow jam station. The music was hot. I started to slowly dance in front of both of them. My ass wiggled to the beat of the music. I looked and saw that both Jason and Craig were getting harder and harder. Jason stood up and took off his pants. He had a thick dick but I was interested in Craig’s thickness.

  I got down on my knees, closed my eyes and opened my mouth. What ever went in, I was sucking. I felt the smooth skin of a hard dick past my lips. I opened my eyes and it was Craig sliding his monster size dick into my face. I wanted to give him the best head he had ever gotten. I was so into Craig that I didn’t notice Jason laying on the floor behind me. I felt him lift my butt cheeks and slide under me. I was sitting on Jason’s dick with his boy’s dick in my mouth. I tried to break his damn pelvis; I fucked him so hard. I let Craig’s dick fall from my mouth.

  “Which one of you are gonna cum for me first?” I must admit Jason’s dick was good as I bounced my ass up and down on him. Every so often he would smack me on the ass. That was a turn on for me. I loved when a guy smacked me on the butt or pulled my hair. Craig walked over and put his dick back in my mouth. Bouncing on a dick while sucking one is a dream come true to a freak like me. I had two big hard dicks to do what ever I pleased with. I was in paradise. After a few minuets I got up off Jason. “Craig, come fuck me from the back.”

  Jason turned the music up because all of us were starting to get a little loud. I bent over the bed and let Craig jam his dick into me. Finally I had his ass. I clinched my pussy muscles to tighten myself up a little. I wanted him to come back for more after tonight. I was lost in lust.

  “Talk dirty to me Craig. Call me names. Tell me that I’m a slut!”

  That must have gotten them both turned

  on. “Take this dick, dirty bitch!”

  “Yeah baby that’s it. Give mama all that big dick!”

  Jason jumped in “Shut the fuck up and suck my dick!” He walked over and slapped me in the face with his dick then shoved it in my mouth. I could feel my heart start to pick up pace. Craig was ramming me hard. It was like he was reading my mind. He grabbed my hair and pulled back on it. I let Jason’s dick fall out of my mouth for a brief second.

  “That’s what I’m talking about. Pull my hair daddy!”

  It was like I had a sixth sense about when a guy was about to cum. I could tell before they could. Jason’s dick got extremely hard in my mouth I knew it was only a matter of seconds before he came.

  “I want you to drink my cum bitch!”

  As soon as he was ready to cum I pulled off his dick and let him cum all over the floor.

  “Damn girl! I wanted to cum in your

  mouth!” “I’m not your girlfriend nigga.”

  Craig was still going strong. His thrusts were getting stronger by the second. I had cum about three times all over his dick. The smacking sound of his dick hitting my pussy was making us both uncontrollable. He grabbed two handfuls of my ass. I knew he was getting close. I started throwing my ass back at him as he fucked me. I could feel the pulse in his dick.

  “Shoot it on my ass baby!”

  “Here it comes…aghh!” I felt warm cum fall all over my

  butt. I jiggled my ass as he stroked the last few drops from his dick. I laid flat on my stomach across the bed. Both Jason and Craig were tired as hell. I got up and walked over and turned on the lights. Of course Jason started talking first.

  “What’s up Boo? We ain’t done.” “Yes

  you are,” I said with a stern voice.

  “Craig, tell your girl to get over here and suck my dick!” Before Craig could say a word I was all over him. “First of

  all I didn’t want to fuck you in the first place I wanted to fuck your boy, but since you were here I just gave you some mercy pussy! Secondly, I told you before; I’m not your girl. You demand shit from her! The only reason I let you talk to me like that before was because I was caught up in the moment but rest assured that won’t happen again!”

  Craig didn’t open his mouth. And neither did Jason for that matter. I got dressed and headed for the door.

  “Craig, you were wonderful. I hope we can do this again real soon. Just next time, leave Curious George home okay.”

  Jason do kinda look like a monkey the more I think about it. I winked at Craig and walked out the room closing the door behind me. I walked over to the freshman dorm to look for my friend Prentice so he could take me home.

  Chapter 5

  Eric While Michelle was out doing her thing, Tracy and I sat on the sofa and watched B.E.T. It was late and both of us had taken our baths and was ready for bed. I had on my favorite red and black flannel pants with a wife beater. She was wearing a pair of Joe Boxers and an old Roca Wear te
e shirt. I was all into the videos, when she just started talking.

  “Have you ever done something in your life that you regret? And, no matter how hard you try to put it behind you, it just keeps coming up?”

  I sat there for a second and thought about my answer. From the look on her face something was eating away at her. “Yes. Once I stole some money out of my mom’s purse and got caught. From then on she’s always held her purse close to her whenever I came around.”

  Tracy just looked at me and laughed a little. I knew that’s not exactly what she was talking about. But I didn’t want to make her situation about me ’cause I have a tendency to listen to another person’s problems and end up telling all my business.

  “Eric, if I tell you something you promise not to tell another soul?”

  Damn, this was getting deep. She must have killed somebody and was under an alias trying to run from the police. Okay. My imagination got the best of me for a second.

  “Yes, I promise.”

  She took a deep breath. She looked at me with tears in her eyes. I could see that whatever she was about to tell me was hurting her. All the wild things I imagined she was going to say left me. I was really concerned about her. Placing my hand over hers I said, “Whatever is on your mind, you can talk to me about it.” “Okay. Last year down in Miami, I…”

  Ring…Ring…Ring. My cell phone started ringing. “Hold up just one second.” I dropped her hand and went into my room to grab my phone. “Hello?”

  “Eric, you are not gonna believe the fun I had

  tonight!” “Michelle, is this you?”

  “Yeah. I fucked Craig and his roommate Jason at the same time.”

  “No you didn’t! Was it good?”

  “Hell yeah! Both of them have big thick dicks.”

  “Damn girl, tell me everything. I want to know everything about them, inch by inch.”

  “Well, I’ll tell you about it when I get home. I’m on my way to the freshmen boy’s dorm to get my new friend to bring me home.”

  I sat on the edge of my bed for another five minuets giddy as a little girl at her first sleep over. “Oh shit. I forgot all about Tracy.” I said to myself, as I jumped up and went back into the front room. Tracy was knocked out sleep. Evidently she was sleeping hard ’cause her mouth was open and she was snoring loud enough to wake the dead. I walked into her room and grabbed her comforter off the bed. Placing it over her, she smiled a little. Whatever she was dreaming about was making her happy. That’s a big difference from the tear soaked eyes I had just seen. I’m sure whatever was on her mind, she’d get around to telling me another day. I walked back into her room, because I noticed a picture of Brandon on her dresser.